by Hazel Keys
He groaned as her fingers wrapped seductively around him and pulled him free of his briefs. He growled even more when she began to pump him with his hand, sliding up and down his cock, and using his precum to lubricate him. She loved the way she could they could make one another tremble.
“Pants,” she gasped, referring to her own. She didn’t need to say anything else. Immediately Brad’s hands went to her waist, undoing buttons and zippers so that he could get the well fitted fabric down her legs and tossed onto the floor, along with her shoes, socks, and dark purple thong. As soon as she was naked Brad dropped to his knees, his face delving between her thighs so he could taste her juices.
She gasped and moaned in pleasure as she leaned her hips forward for him. The bottoms of her feet found the rungs of the pullout drawers below the counter, and she surprisingly found a very comfortable position to be in as Brad’s tongue lavished his love upon her.
“Brad,” she gasped, her orgasm swelling incredibly fast. Her hands pushed and pulled at his shoulders as her hips gyrated into his mouth. She was so close she could barely breathe. “Yes, yes yes! Wait, what are you doing?” She asked, her voice quivering.
Brad halted rather suddenly, and stood up. His hands gripped her hips firmly and in lieu of an answer he thrust himself deeply into Rachel’s, hot, wet, quivering center. She screamed in joy as he began to make love to her on the countertop. His hips drove into her perfectly; matching the rhythm of her own as her orgasm finally came shattering around them.
Her nails scratched enticing trails down his back as she held on to him. Suddenly she was in the air, with his strong arms wrapped securely around her. He moved her to the table, where he gently laid her down, careful of her head, and slowed down to a painstaking pace. Brad’s eyes were practically glowing as he looked down at her, taking in the beauty that was her body.
Brad’s rhythm changed, and Rachel could feel his slow, deep thrusts kindling another fire inside of her. She adored when they had hot, quick, passionate sex, but loved it even more when they slowed down. It was as if there were two sides of Brad, and she loved them both. Rachel’s orgasm followed soon after, much different than the first. It wasn’t an explosion, quick and hot. Instead, it was a slow wave crashing down, pouring delicious shivers all through her body from the top of her head, all the way down to the tips of her toes.
She cried Brad’s name as she felt her release, and he shortly after she followed, pulling out just in to splash across her stomach. He apologized, and looked embarrassed. Rachel giggled, and promised him that it was fine. After a quick kiss he padded to the bathroom, and came back with tissues to help her clean up.
“Such a gentleman,” she teased, helping him.
“I do my best,” he replied with a devilish grin.
~
An hour later Rachel was taking out her earrings and getting ready to wash her face. It had been almost a month ago that she had started staying over regularly, and because of that she had a few things there. A toothbrush, a bottle of her face wash, and a few undergarments and outfits to start. As she washed her face, she caught Brad staring at her in the mirror.
“What are you thinking over there?” She asked, grinning at him. He grinned back, and sidled over to her. He was ready for bed, wearing nothing but a pair of pajama bottoms. She loved the way he looked before bed. He looked so at ease, so casual. As if they had been doing this same routine for years.
He came up to her, kissing the side of neck again, and nuzzling his nose into her shoulder. “I was thinking about the future.”
Rachel froze. “What about it?”
“What it will mean. For you. For me. For us.” He paused, looking at her slowly through the mirror, taking his time as if he was looking over every line and feature.
“I love you,” Rachel,” he whispered. “And I want you to move in with me.”
Chapter 21
Bradley
No. No was not exactly the answer that he had been looking for or expecting. It was a such a harsh word. A truthful word. It was one syllable, but it had thousands of implications. For example, the implication that Rachel was not on the same level as he was.
He had tried to talk to her about it, tried to get her to stay and tell him what was wrong, but she would have none of it. She had gotten defensive quickly, and before he knew it they were arguing and she was getting dressed to leave. Now he was confused, hurt, and had no idea on how to deal with the day.
“Hey man, are you okay?”
Brad looked up to see Amun standing in his doorway. He looked over into Rachel’s office, making sure she wasn’t there. Needing someone to talk to, he motioned Amun to come in. Quickly and in a low tone, he told his friend what had happened the night before, and how it had puzzled him. Sadly, Amun had no advice for him.
“At least you’re actually talking to whomever
you like,” Amun sighed, looking out into the bullpen.
Brad’s eyebrows went up in surprise. “You like someone? In here?”
Amun nodded his head, but refused to speak anymore about it. Instead, he got up, and walked over to the door to leave. “I don’t have much advice for you, except to maybe wait for her to come to you.” He opened the door to walk out, and jumped when he saw Rachel standing in front of it.
“Hi!” He exclaimed, clearly caught off guard. “What are you up to Rachel?”
She stared at him coolly. “Same as you,” she said icily. “I came to do my job.”
Amun let out a nervous laugh, and when no one joined, he abruptly stopped and nodded his head. “Right then. I’m off to my desk. You two have a great day.”
He scurried out the door, not wanting to be a part of the awkward scene any more than he already had been.
Rachel stood in the doorway for a moment, looking as if she was debating whether or not to actually come in. Brad sighed, and got up to lean on his desk.
“You can come in Rachel,” he told her. “You work here too.”
Rachel sniffed arrogantly. “I know. I’m just taking my time.” She lingered for a moment longer, then stepped quickly into the offices, walking as if the floor was made of hot stones. The moment she got to her office she shut the door.
Brad groaned, and covered his eyes with his hand. How was he supposed to fix something if he didn’t know what was broken?
~
The day passed quickly with surprisingly little interaction with Rachel. He tried twice to talk to her at lunch, but each time she made an excuse to leave, and walked away quickly before he could negate her. Afterwards he had to go back up to Ryan’s floor and discuss new accounts with the telecommuting team.
It was after six before they finally wrapped up the meeting he was able to get back down to Rachel’s floor. He was happily surprised when he saw that Rachel was still at her desk, putting the finishing touches on the new proofs that he had edited the night before.
“Hey you,” he said, knocking on her door jam. “Mind if I come in?”
Rachel looked up him, her eyes full of what seemed to be guilt. “If you like,” she said at last. As soon as he sat down she handed him the proofs. “Here are the adjustments you asked me to make. They should be up to your stipulations.”
“Perfect,” Brad said, taking them and placing them neatly on the floor. “I’ll take a look at them first thing Monday morning. For now though I think that we should talk about last night.”
Her eyes darted around the office. “Why?” She asked. “You asked me a question. I said no. That’s that.”
Brad shook his no. “No. That’s not just that. I want to know why you shut down as soon as I told you I loved you. Do you…do you not love me back?”
Rachel’s eyes welled up with tears and he felt a glimmer of hope. She wasn’t the type of girl to cry at the drop of a hat.
“It’s not that,” she whispered, finally coming clean. “It’s the exact opposite actually. I do love you. Things are going great right now, perfect even. We’ve figured out this g
reat balance between work and dating, and we’re both really good at it.”
Brad nodded his then, understanding. “And you think that if we make things anymore serious, we might not be able to keep this perfect balance.”
“Exactly,” Rachel whispered. A tear slipped down her cheek, and Brad couldn’t take it anymore. He rose from his chair and came around Rachel’s desk. He pulled her into his arms and to his relief she didn’t fight him. Instead, her arms wound around his shoulders and they leaned into another’s embrace.
“I get it,” he told her. “Really I do. But I think we have something real here, Rachel. Something that we can grow and nurture together.”
“But what if we go down this relationship road and find out that we don’t quite work? And we get to a point where a breakup isn’t easy? I like my job here, I don’t want to have to quit.”
Brad stepped back, looking hurt. “Why do you keep coming back to that? Do you not trust me? Even if we stopped dating one day I will always treat you with respect. I would never try to take your job from you.”
“It’s not about you,” she shot back. “It’s about how I would feel. I knew we already talked about this Brad, but it’s just really risky. I think…I think that we should keep things as they are, or we should break them off now.”
“That’s it? Those are our only options?” He shook his head. “No way. I refuse to believe that. There’s more than that.”
“What makes you think so?” Rachel argued.
“Because I love you!” He exclaimed. He stepped closer to her again, and put his hands gently on her face. “Because I love you and you love me, and I know that we owe it to one another to see if we can make this work. We’re going to have bad days, yes. All couples do. And some days it’s going to be harder to work with one another than others, but if you keep talking to me and I keep talking to you, then I think we can actually make this work.”
Rachel opened her mouth to protest, but he stopped her with a kiss. He felt her struggle against him, but he only held her tighter. She needed to know that he loved her. Within seconds she stopped trying to get out of his embrace, and instead leaned into it. They kissed for several moments, letting all of their fears and insecurities slide away.
When Brad finally broke the kiss, they were both dizzy from their passion and arousal.
“Please,” he begged. “You don’t have to move in yet if you don’t want to. Just- just don’t give up on us, okay?”
It seemed like an eternity before Rachel finally let out her breath, and smiled. “Yes,” she rasped, nodding her head. “Yes, okay, I do want to move in with you.”
Smiling, Brad pulled her into his arms and kissed her soundly. What had turned into an office romance flirtation was now his office love, and he was going to do everything he could to hold on to it.
***THE END***
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